Is there any hope for me, who proposed to the world-destroying empress at the very beginning?

In his hands, the Yin-Yang Banner was connected to the aura emanating from the sect leader, making the sect leader's Yin-Yang energy even more immense.

It took quite a bit of effort to...

After calming the chaos within his body, Su Liang raised his head, his eyes filled with seriousness.

With his keen eye, he could naturally tell that the Yin-Yang Banner in the old sect leader's hand was a semi-forbidden artifact powerful enough to suppress the sect's fortune. Although he didn't know what kind of power it possessed, just looking at its imposing presence was enough to make it look down on a veteran supreme expert like the sect leader.

The old sect master, who was ranked among the top talents of the century in his youth, was still unrivaled among his peers even after advancing to the Supreme level.

Yet this peerless expert, wielding a semi-forbidden artifact, now faced the blood-red moon, which was only a hundred miles in radius, and his face was pale. In his consciousness, the old sect master's figure was swaying and his aura was extremely chaotic.

Even if he were to perish in the next second, Su Liang would not doubt it.

"Whoosh!"

A series of streaks of light flashed past Su Liang. They were disciples and ordinary elders of the Yin-Yang Sect. After the sect leader blocked the pressure of the Crimson Moon, they did not overestimate their abilities and rush up to help. Knowing their own limitations, they raised their aura to the maximum and flew away with all their might.

Among the crowd, the chief disciples and the vice sect leader of the Yin Yang Sect walked through, setting up formations while helping the disciples who were unable to move to leave.

Just moments ago, the sect was thriving, but now it has collapsed, more than half of the disciples have self-destructed, and the rest have fled in panic. The culprit behind all this is just hanging high in the sky, letting them go as they please, as if mocking their futile efforts.

Su Liang raised his head and stared directly at the blood moon, his gaze burning, his eyes stinging, and golden blood flowing down from his pupils.

Su Liang had already recognized the blood moon. If he wasn't mistaken, then this blood moon was probably the real culprit in the Blood Sea Secret Realm. This being that turned an entire plane into dust had now arrived in the ancient era of this world!

"So that's how it is? Is this what the ancient emperor wanted me to see? This dark age that destroyed all of antiquity and caused the great emperors to vanish in the river of time!"

"Roar!"

A mournful roar resounded, and an ordinary Xuanjing disciple, aided by the head disciple, suddenly saw a blood moon reflected in his eyes. As his body trembled, the fur of a ferocious beast began to slowly grow on his body. He lay prostrate on the ground, trembling as he transformed into a beast!

Although the leader, whose cultivation was comparable to that of a supreme giant, quickly sensed something was wrong and fled, he stopped abruptly within seconds.

His entire body was placed horizontally in the mouth of a dark, ominous beast. With a snap, he was turned into minced meat and swallowed whole.

It turns out that at some point, he was the only person around him.

The earth began to crack like a spider web, with wisps of ominous black energy seeping through it. Pairs of blood-moon eyes appeared in the cracks, sneering and howling.

Standing atop it, Su Liang looked around. At this moment, it was as if Su Liang had crossed time, passed through reincarnation, and returned once again to that ancient battlefield filled with despair and pain.

Chapter 992 Total Annihilation

Blood rained down from the sky, forming a river of blood from supreme experts.

When Su Liang looked up again, the old sect leader's hands fell limply to his sides, clutching the Yin-Yang brocade banner tightly. His eyes were lifeless, and he was only relying on his Supreme Realm instincts to continue resisting the oppressive force coming from the sky.

Su Liang felt a pang of regret; he had already realized that the old sect leader had passed away.

All that remains here is an empty pit; the consciousness in his mind has been completely eroded by the blood moon.

The remaining physical body merely circulates spiritual energy instinctively, repeating everything it did in its previous life.

Beneath the old sect leader, a hellish scene was quietly unfolding. The remaining disciples at the Tongxuan Realm transformed into ominous, dark beasts, indiscriminately tearing apart any creatures in their path.

Besides these, what's even more terrifying is that this transformation into beasts is also seen in the Heavenly King realm. Many Heavenly King realm elders have begun to grow short, fine hairs, and their eyes are gradually turning into those of beasts. Everything looks incredibly terrifying.

The elders were preoccupied with both defending against the attacks of the ominous beasts and trying to stabilize their minds. Under the pressure from both sides, some of the Heavenly King Elders could no longer bear it. With a roar, black energy spread and swept across the area, and they prostrated themselves on the ground, becoming one of them.

Such numbers are gradually increasing. Even the powerful and influential kings and leaders, facing such a constant stream of enemies, are becoming weary and are beginning to suffer injuries.

The consequences of their injuries were something they did not want to see. In the horrified gazes of the leaders, they saw their wounds, the crimson flesh seemingly attracting the black mist that filled the air.

Excitedly, they surged towards the flesh and blood, eventually entering the bodies of these chieftains. As the flesh and blood writhed, these chieftains, whose cultivation had reached the level of kings, began to grow beast hair and develop beast-like eyes, transforming into monstrous creatures.

Aside from the remnants still remaining in the sect, many of the disciples with lower cultivation levels who had left earlier began to transform into beasts. They turned into pitch-black beasts and suddenly bit at passersby.

With mouths full of blood and flesh, and eyes filled with chaotic blackness, they had already declared their death at this moment. All that remained in this world were their transformed beasts. The blood moon hanging high above them seemed to brighten, as if mocking something.

Su Liang watched everything in front of him quietly. Although he wanted to help, he was powerless to do so. In this time and space, he could only be a spectator and could not interfere in anything else.

Su Liang witnessed it all, witnessed this moment without...

The fall of the sect witnessed the rise of a hellish place. The former prosperity and splendor have now turned into a sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses. A familiar voice passed by him.

They lay prone on all fours, gazing longingly into the distance where there were many more humans.

In their eyes, Su Liang could no longer see his original humanity; all that remained was a greedy beast.

The scene in Su Liang's eyes went black, and several more days passed. A figure flew in with a violent aura. Above it was the aura of reincarnation, which symbolized the mysterious and prosperous cycle of fortune. At this moment, it was extremely unstable and even felt like a volcano was about to erupt.

A face that looked more mature came into Su Liang's view; it was Gu Jiang, decades later, and she was different from her usual smiling self.

Gu Jiang's face was now gloomy, and Su Liang could feel the suppressed anger from afar. Su Liang had no doubt that if anyone provoked Gu Jiang now, they would probably be facing an out-of-control young emperor.

This principle was not only understood by Su Liang, but also by Gu Jiang's followers. They followed closely behind Gu Jiang, their figures trailing far behind.

A pretty young woman at the very front, her face full of worry, said:

"Senior brother, do you think Gu Jiang might do something irrational in his current state?"

Beside her stood the familiar white-robed ancient swordsman, who also wore a worried expression. He looked at Gu Jiang in front of him, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back. The events that had occurred this time were too great, causing even he to feel somewhat dazed.

Although he felt uneasy, he outwardly maintained a calm and composed demeanor as he spoke to his junior sister:

"Don't worry, we're here. Even if Gu Jiang goes astray, we can bring him back."

This lessened the gloom on the girl's face somewhat, but she still looked at Gu Jiang in front of her with worried eyes.

In Su Liang's eyes, after Gu Jiang returned to the sect, he had a gloomy face and didn't say a word. He just solemnly dealt with all the disciples and elders who had turned into beasts on the way. Even when he made his move, there was no hesitation on his face, as if he had already made up his mind.

After several days of clearing out the monsters, and with the help of his followers, Gu Jiang quickly eliminated all the sect's strange beasts.

Standing before the obese deputy sect leader, Gu Jiang remained silent, lost in thought. He simply stood upright, gazing at the enormous beast he had personally dealt with, and fell into deep contemplation.

Among his followers are unparalleled geniuses from modern times and ancient freaks who have broken free from their seals. They all submit to Gu Jiang's strength and decide to follow him.

At this moment, the followers had gloomy faces. After several days of sweeping and personally facing the invasion of the blood moon, these people, who could be called the treasures of an era, all developed a great fear of this place.

They were initially puzzled as to which force could have so swiftly wiped out an entire supreme sect, and even cruelly transformed its disciples and elders into strange beasts.

Now that they were facing it in person, they had no doubts about why. They glanced warily at the blood moon hanging high in the sky, and these prodigies used their own methods to wrap themselves up even more tightly, blocking the invasion that was coming from all over their bodies.

After exchanging a glance, they silently took out their communication devices and sent back what they had seen and heard at the Yin-Yang Sect to their respective factions.

This is only a glimpse of what Su Liang has seen; there must be more to the story, but Su Liang doesn't have time to look into it.

Gu Jiang stood before the corpse of the deputy sect leader for a whole day before finally approaching the sect leader and silently taking back the Yin-Yang brocade banner that the sect leader was tightly clutching.

Strangely enough, even though it was a supreme-level physical body, after death, these bodies could still act on instinct, and if they were not careful, these corpses could even turn into strange creatures like zombies.

Yet, when Gu Jiang reached out to pull away the Yin-Yang Banner, the tightly clenched hands of this supreme corpse loosened on their own, as if from the very beginning, these white-haired elders had already made mental preparations and even planned for the future.

Chapter 993 Zhen Tian City

After Gu Jiang buried the sect leader's body, the oppression of the Blood Moon grew stronger as the body was no longer suppressed. In the end, Gu Jiang and his group had no choice but to leave. However, before leaving, Gu Jiang stared intently at the Blood Moon.

Su Liang's vision went black again, and he arrived at the next node.

The moment I opened my eyes, the sound of a fierce argument reached my ears.

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

They've already reached the northern borderlands, and that wretched blood moon has risen even higher. If this continues, it won't be long before it illuminates our entire cultivation world. What will we do then?!

In a subspace filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, a middle-aged, burly man with rainbow-colored hair and an overwhelming aura, almost suppressing the entire subspace, slammed his hand on the ancient nanmu wood table in front of him and loudly questioned.

Before him, the representatives from various reclusive and supreme sects also wore grim expressions. Although they were all troubled by what the middle-aged man had said, they knew that the situation was urgent and they didn't have much time to make a leisurely decision.

Seated at the head of the table was an old man with half-closed eyes and a deathly aura.

He spoke:

"What's the rush? Can you rush things right now?"

After the old man spoke, the middle-aged man's imposing manner, like churning lava, faltered. Looking at the old man, a hint of apprehension appeared in his eyes. Like the middle-aged man, the many representatives present also showed the same expression towards the old man.

The old man's eyes were squinting, but that didn't mean he was blind. He was fully aware of everything before him, yet he remained oblivious, speaking slowly and deliberately:

“We know too little about them. The few corpses we sent to the family of divine healers have not been studied at all so far. They even find it difficult to understand the nature of their lives. This undoubtedly proves that these creatures are completely beyond our imagination and may not even exist in this world.”

The old man said, "Everyone is probably aware of their harmfulness. In this situation, if we don't have a definite way to deal with it, then we will probably face failure. And everyone knows what failure means."

Everyone's hearts sank, and the hellish scroll they had just seen echoed in their minds. The middle-aged man did not refute it. He knew that he was being quite unreasonable, but unfortunately, the next target of the Blood Moon was the Northern Frontier.

This is the territory controlled by his family. If there is no way to deal with it, even if they have a way to escape, their family's strength will probably decline after losing the northern border. In the end, it is hard to say whether they can still maintain their current status.

The old man narrowed his eyes at everyone present, fully aware of their ulterior motives, and then slowly said:

"But we are not without power in the face of this situation. Several emperors have already taken action and investigated the Blood Moon. From it, the emperors discovered that the Blood Moon reacts with rejection to creatures with high spiritual energy."

When everyone heard that the Great Emperor had made his move, they were all taken aback. Even though there were no shortage of Great Emperors in this era and the path to becoming an emperor had not been cut off, a Great Emperor was basically an ancestor of a supreme hidden sect, belonging to the category of suppressing strength and fortune.

Even though they know that there are powerful figures like the Great Emperor in the cultivation world, most cultivators are actually quite unfamiliar with the Great Emperor. Reaching the Great Emperor realm means entering a new world, and the power they comprehend is beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

Such beings are those that each possess an immense power capable of traversing countless ages, their might as vast as the ocean, completely beyond the comprehension of others.

Everyone was secretly delighted. With the Emperor's intervention, they felt more confident about this difficult ordeal.

Especially after hearing that the emperors had detected that the Blood Moon repelled high-level spiritual beings, the middle-aged man slammed his fist on the table and excitedly exclaimed:

"So, we can resolve this disaster simply by deploying a large number of highly skilled cultivators?"

The others were also eager to take action after hearing this, but just as their thoughts were moving in a positive direction and their spirits were rising, the old man sneered:

"Don't be too optimistic. If the Blood Moon really had such an obvious flaw, then we wouldn't have lost the Southern Region in just a few months. Think about how many cultivators in the Southern Region have reached the Divine Travel realm, including quite a few Supreme beings."

There are several Great Emperors among them. If the Blood Moon is truly countered by this, then the Southern Region will not be lost.

The old man's words were like a bucket of cold water, completely chilling the burning passion in everyone's hearts.

A pale-faced scholar, dressed in a Confucian robe and exuding a gentle and refined air, smiled wryly:

"Old Meng, this is no time for jokes. Can you finish what you have to say at once? If this continues, our emotions will keep fluctuating, and we're afraid we'll be scared to death by you before we even see the Blood Moon."

Old Meng glanced at the pale-faced scholar and said disdainfully:

"What do you know, you junior? Don't be fooled by the fact that the entire human race of the cultivation world has gathered here. Many remote border regions are showing utter disdain for this disaster. Without witnessing this disaster firsthand, it's hard to understand the fear they feel."

At this point, this peerless expert, whose cultivation had reached the peak of the Supreme Realm and who had one foot in the Emperor's Path, revealed a deep sense of apprehension for the first time, and even a hint of fear.

Meng Lao's performance made the representatives from the remote frontiers he was referring to feel uneasy.

Although they constantly heard about the catastrophic effects of the Blood Moon, with news of supreme sects being ravaged by it arriving daily, these things ultimately had nothing to do with them.

The forces behind them were located far too far from this continent, so far that they subconsciously showed indifference towards it.

This was their first time attending a meeting, and their laxity was obvious to the naked eye. But now they dared not do that. A blood moon based on hearsay was not as feared as a supreme peak expert, nor as memorable as one that required the combined efforts of many emperors to uncover its meaning.